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Wednesday, October 24, 2012

READ THE FOLLOWING STORY SLOWLY, IT'S A TOUCHING STORY
I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away.
He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand.
'Who stole the money?' he asked.
I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, 'Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!'
He lifted up the bamboo stick.
Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said, Dad, I was the one who did it!'
The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath.
After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, 'You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you are possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!'
That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear.
In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened.'
I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. Years went by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday.
I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me.
That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old.
When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province.
That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet. I could hear him ask my mother, 'Both of our children, they have good results? Very good results?'
Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,' What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?'
At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said, 'Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books.'
Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face.
'Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your studies!'
And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money.
I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, 'A boy has to continue his study; if not; he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. ' I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university.
Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; 'Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you.'
I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice.
That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old.
With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university.
One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me, 'There's a villager waiting for you outside!'
Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, 'Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?'
He replied with a smile,' Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?'
I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, 'I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is?'
From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, 'I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one.'
I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.
I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned.
After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, 'Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!' But she told me with a smile,
'It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.'
I went into my brother's bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like hundreds of needles pricked in my heart.
I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, 'Does it hurt?' I asked him..
'No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet ...Even that could not stop me from working.'
In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face.
In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face. That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.
After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my h...usband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want.
They said, once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do.
My brother agreed with them. He said, 'Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of Mom and Dad here.'
My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working
as a repairman instead for a start.
One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was
sent to the hospital.
My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the plaster cast on his leg, I grumbled, 'Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you - you are suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?'
With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, 'Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?'
My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said,
'But you lack in education only because of me!'
'Why do you talk about the past?' he said and then he held my hand.
That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.
My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, 'Who is the one person you respect and love the most?'
Without even taking a time to think, he answered,' My sister.' He continued by telling a story I could not even remember.
'When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers.
She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her.'
Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me.
I found it hard to speak, 'In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother, 'And in this happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.
STORY MORAL:
Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may means a lot.
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Friday, September 14, 2012

* phone call *
Boy: Hey, hun!
Girl: Hey.
Boy: I missed you at school
today. Why weren’t you
there?
Girl: Yeah, I had to go to the
doctor.
Boy: Oh really? Why?
Girl: Oh, nothing. Just some
annual shots, that’s all.
Boy: Oh.
Girl: So what did you guys do
in
Math today?
Boy: You didn’t miss
anything
that great, just a lot of notes.
Girl: Okay, good.
Boy: Yeah.
Girl: Hey, I have a question to
ask.
Boy: Okay, ask away.
Girl: How much do you love
me?
Boy: You know I love you
more
than anything in this world.
Girl: Yeah.
Boy: Why did you ask?
Girl: *silence*
Boy: Is something wrong?
Girl: No. Nothing at all. Um.
How
much do you care about
me?
Boy: I would give you the
world
in a heartbeat if I could.
Girl: You would?
Boy: Yeah of course I would.
*sounding worried* Is there
something wrong?
Girl: No, everything’s fine.
Boy: Are you sure?
Girl: Yeah.
Boy: Okay. I hope so.
Girl: Would you die for me?
Boy: I would take a bullet for
you any day, hun.
Girl: Really?
Boy: Any day. Now, seriously,
is
there something wrong?
Girl: No, I’m fine. You’re
fine.
We’re fine. Everyone and
everything is fine.
Boy: Okay.
Girl: Well, I have to go. I’ll
see
you tomorrow at school.
Boy: Alright, bye. I love you!
Girl: Yeah. I love you too. Bye.
THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL
Boy: Hey, have you seen my
girlfriend today?
Friend: No.
Boy: Oh.
Friend: She wasn’t here
yesterday, either.
Boy: I know. She was acting
all
weird on the phone last
night.
Friend: Well, dude, you know
how girls are sometimes.
Boy: Yeah, but not her.
Friend: I don’t know what
else to
say, man.
Boy: Okay, well I gotta get to
English. I’ll see ya after
school.
Friend: Yeah I gotta get to
Science. Later.
THAT NIGHT
Girl: Hello?
Boy: Hey.
Girl: Oh, hey.
Boy: Why weren’t you at
school
today?
Girl: Uh, I had another
appointment with the doctor.
Boy: Are you sick?
Girl: Um, I have to go. My
mom’s calling on the other
line.
Boy: I’ll wait.
Girl: It may take a while. I’ll
call
you later.
Boy: Alright. I love you.
-very long pause-
Girl: *with a tears in her
eyes*
Look, I think we should
break up.
Boy: What?!
Girl: It’s the best thing for
us
right now.
Boy: Why?
Girl: I love you.
THE GIRL DOESN’T COME TO
SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS
AND DOESNT ANSWER HER
PHONE
Boy: Hey dude.
Friend: Hey.
Boy: What’s up?
Friend: Nothing. Hey, have
you
talked to your ex lately?
Boy: No.
Friend: So you didn’t hear?
Boy: Hear what?
Friend: Um, I don’t know if
I
should be the one to tell
you…
Boy: Dude, just tell me!
Friend: Uh. Call this number,
433-555-3468.
Boy: Okay, thanks!
BOY CALLS THE NUMBER AFTER
SCHOOL
Voice: Hello, Suppam County
Hospital. This is Nurse
Victoria.
Boy: Uh, I must have the
wrong
number. I’m looking for my
friend.
Voice: What is their name, sir?
*boy gives info*
Voice: Yes, this is the right
number. She’s one of our
patients here.
Boy: Really? Why? What
happened? How is she?
Voice: Her room number is
646
in building A, suite 3.
Boy: WHAT HAPPENED?!
Voice: Please come by, sir,
and
you can see her. Goodbye.
Boy: WAIT! NO!
THE BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL,
AND TO ROOM 646,
BUILDING A, SUITE 3. THE GIRL
IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL
BED.
Boy: Oh my God, are you
okay?
Girl: *silence*
Boy: Dear, talk to me!
Girl: I..
Boy: You what?
Girl: I have cancer and I’m
on
life support.
Boy: *breaks into tears*
Girl: They’re taking me off
tonight.
Boy: Why?
Girl: I wanted to tell you, but
I
couldn’t .
Boy: Why didn’t you tell
me?
Girl: I didn’t want to hurt
you.
Boy: You could never hurt
me.
Girl: I just wanted to see if
you
felt about me the same as I
felt about you.
Boy: Huh?
Girl: I love you more than
anything. I would give you
the
world in a heartbeat. I would
die
for you and take a bullet
for you.
Boy: *crying*
Girl: Don’t be sad. I love
you and
I’ll always be there with
you.
Boy: Then why did you break
up
with me?
Nurse: Young man, visiting
hours are over.
The boy leaves and later that
night the girl is taken off of
life support and dies, but
what
the boy didn’t know is that
the girl only asked him those
questions so she could hear
him say it one last time. She
only broke up with him
because she knew she only
had
3 more weeks left to live
and thought that it would
cause
him less pain and give him
time to get over her before
she
died.
NEXT DAY
The boy is found dead with a
gun in one hand and a note
in
the other.
THE NOTE SAID:
“I told her that I would take
a
bullet for her, just like she
said she would die for me.”

Monday, September 10, 2012

How to Explain God was
written by Danny Dutton,
age
8, from Chula Vista,
California, for his third grade
homework assignment
"Explain God".
"One of God's main jobs is
making people. He makes
them to replace the ones
that die so there will be
enough people to take care
of things on earth. He
doesn't make grown-ups,
just babies. I think because
they are smaller and easier
to make. That way He
doesn't have to take up His
valuable time teaching them
to talk and walk. He can just
leave that to mothers and
fathers.
"God's second most
important job is listening to
prayers. An awful lot of this
goes on, since some people,
like preachers and things,
pray at times besides
bedtime. God doesn't have
time to listen to the radio or
TV because of this. Because
He hears everything, there
must be a terrible lot of
noise in His ears, unless He
has thought of a way to
turn it off. "God sees
everything and hears
everything and is
everywhere which keeps Him
pretty busy. So you
shouldn't go wasting His
time by going over your
mom and dad's head asking
for something they said you
couldn't have.
"Atheists are people who
don't believe in God. I don't
think there are any in Chula
Vista. At least there aren't
any who come to our
church.
"Jesus is God's Son. He used
to do all the hard work like
walking on water and
performing miracles and
trying to teach the people
who didn't want to learn
about God. They finally got
tired of Him preaching to
them and they crucified Him.
But He was good and kind,
like His Father and He told
His Father that they didn't
know what they were doing
and to forgive them and God
said O.K.
"His Dad (God) appreciated
everything that He had done
and all His hard work on
earth so He told Him He
didn't have to go out on the
road anymore. He could stay
in heaven. So He did. And
now He helps His Dad out by
listening to prayers and
seeing things which are
important for God to take
care of and which ones He
can take care of Himself
without having to bother
God. Like a secretary, only
more important.
"You can pray anytime you
want and they are sure to
help you because they got it
worked out so one of them
is on duty all the time.
"You should always go to
Church on Sunday because it
makes God happy, and if
there's anybody you want to
make happy, it's God. Don't
skip church to do something
you think will be more fun
like going to the beach. This
is wrong. And besides the
sun doesn't come out at the
beach until noon anyway.
"If you don't believe in God,
besides being an atheist, you
will be very lonely, because
your parents can't go
everywhere with you, like to
camp, but God can. It is good
to know He's around you
when you're scared in the
dark or when you can't swim
and you get thrown into real
deep water by big kids.
"But you shouldn't just
always think of what God
can do for you. I figure God
put me here and He can take
me back anytime He pleases.
And that's why I believe in
God.

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Sunday, September 9, 2012

A Little girl called Sola, a
primary 5 pupil was so
much hated by her class
teacher
...
Mrs Ayen.
She does every thing within
her
power to disfavour
Sola whenever
opportunity presents itself.
One
day, foreign missionaries
visited
the school with
lots of
educational material and the
need
to share foreign
text books to the pupils
arised,
the head teacher
asked every class teacher to
organise their pupils in a
single line. Mrs Ayen ensured
she made Sola to stand
as the last person in her class
as
she said to herself
"who knows if the gift might
not
be enough, so it
won't get to her turn." When
Miss
Jacob the missionary entered
the
class,
she moved to the front but
found
out the pupils were
so close to the blackboard, in
order not to stain
herself she seek for a space
to
stand and discovered
there were more space for
her to
stand at the back,
after arranging materials to
be
shared she said; class, about
turn',
at this point
Sola
automatically
became the first pupil on the
line
and the first to
receive from that class.

MORAL LESSON:
No man
will frustrate you from what
God
prepares
for
you. Any plan of the enemies
to
deny your blessing
will never
stand.
.
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Saturday, September 8, 2012

POINTS ON HOW TO IMPROVE
YOUR LIFE

Personality:
1. Don't compare your life to
others'. You have no
idea what their journey is all
about.
2. Don't have negative
thoughts of things you
cannot control. Instead
invest your energy in the
positive present moment
3. Don't over do; keep your
limits
4. Don't take yourself so
seriously; no one else does
5. Don't waste your precious
energy on gossip
6. Dream more while you are
awake
7. Envy is a waste of time.
You already have all you
need..
8. Forget issues of the past.
Don't remind your
partner of his/her mistakes
of the past. That will ruin
your present happiness.
9. Life is too short to waste
time hating anyone. Don't
hate others.
10. Make peace with your
past so it won't spoil the
present
11. No one is in charge of
your happiness except you
12. Realize that life is a school
and you are here to
learn. Problems are simply
part of the curriculum
that appear and fade away
like algebra class but the
lessons you learn will last a
lifetime.
13. Smile and laugh more
14. You don't have to win
every argument. Agree to
disagree.

Community:
15. Call your family often
16. Each day give something
good to others
17. Forgive everyone for
everything
18. Spend time with people
over the age of 70 &
under the age of 6
19. Try to make at least three
people smile each day
20. What other people think
of you is none of your
business
21. Your job will not take care
of you when you are
sick. Your family and friends
will. Stay in touch.
Life
22. Put GOD first in anything
and everything that
you think, say and do.
23. GOD heals everything
24. Do the right things
25. However good or bad a
situation is, it will change
26. No matter how you feel,
get up, dress up and
show up
27. The best is yet to come
28. Get rid of anything that
isn't useful, beautiful or
joyful
29. When you awake alive in
the morning, thank
GOD for it
30. If you know GOD you will
always be happy. So,
be happy.
In short live each day as if it
was your last..

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